Bereft

Commotion surrounds her life,
she is wilting from the strife,
distraction, noise fills the air,
she kicks and rears like a mare.

Wild eyes shift from right to left,
revealing feeling bereft,
she lunges forward and darts,
fleeing from racket, she parts.

Solitude envelops all,
tension eases and she falls,
soft grass welcomes and comforts,
her fingers caress soft dirt.

Thinking opens to clarity,
unfolding to hilarity,
most try to escape their thoughts,
but her thoughts are what she sought.